It’s later and we’re playing the “Trivial Pursuit” 90’s edition. More noise from outside disrupts the major “battle of the brains” that is going on.

“That raccoon is back and he’s brought his friend.”

Mr. Raccoon has returned with fellow raccoon in tow. Apparently he has a buddy that he pals around with.

Shanda goes to the door and tries for a few minutes to get them off the deck. Mr. Raccoon’s friend is dead set to have a easy dinner as well. He shovels cat food into his mouth with one hand while holding the bowl with the other.

Shanda finally gives up.

“Ah, screw it. Let ’em have the cat food.”